God Killer: Star Weaver

As everyone's laughter subsided, the second battle ushered in on the stage.

Pu Lun looked at the figure in front of him who was much smaller than him, grinned ferociously, and punched him!

"snort!"

boom!

The figure did not shy away and punched Pu Lun's fist without any fancy. The two collided, and there was a crisp sound of bones colliding. Immediately, both sides were rapidly exchanging fists. The collision sound continued to sound, and in the end it turned out to be a loud bang!

Bang bang bang bang bang!

"I didn't expect that Su Hang looks so thin but is so strong..."

The drinkers in the audience kept watching the two fistfights, almost forming two shadows of fists on the stage. The sound of bones clashing was continuous, like a series of firecrackers.

"This is the best way to enjoy it!"

"Dry!!"

The two were facing each other tit for tat, without any hesitation. They were still exchanging fists rapidly, showing no sign of weakness. For a while, they were inseparable.

Ling Chen sat calmly on the chair, gently pressing the edge of the wine bowl without wine with his hand, and constantly pressing the bowl away from the table. Looking at the two shadows that were indistinguishable on the stage, he murmured:

"The big guy named Pu Lun probably doesn't know how to use the power of the Star Weaver. He relies solely on the talent power of the race unique to the Beast Human Race to fight... As for the little guy, he should be the Star Weaver from the early stage of Rank One. His fists are wrapped with A bit of earth attribute star-weaving power, so even if the power is insufficient, it can make the opponent suffer. "

"Little guy, can you actually see it?"

Just as Ling Chen was chanting, a hoarse female voice suddenly came out. The former was stunned and immediately turned around to find the source of the voice.

The maid on the side was carefully wiping the remaining wine and food on the table next to him, quite seriously. She seemed to have ignored the distant fist bumps and shouts and cheers on and off the stage.

As if aware of Ling Chen's gaze, the maid stopped her movements, slowly turned around, and looked at Ling Chen.

This person is about middle-aged and wears the dark red cloth unique to tavern maids. Perhaps due to long hours of hard work, her appearance and figure appear to be very ordinary. What is worth noting is that this person's eyes are not cautious and cautious like other maids, but rather calm, even full of contempt and pride.

"This woman... doesn't look simple. If it weren't for the man in black robes, my senses should be able to detect whether she is a Star Weaver."

Ling Chen pressed the wine bowl, looked at this ordinary-looking maid with squinted eyes, and thought to himself.

"Haha, little one, don't be nervous. I'm just sighing casually, you do your thing." Seeing Ling Chen who was a little nervous, the maid couldn't help but smile and said. Then he turned around and started wiping the table again.

"It's just a Martial Dao exhibition match, does it need to be so hard?"

Ling Chen looked at the two people on the stage who were already bleeding and couldn't help but mutter to himself in confusion. If the reward is just a few days of free drinks, does it need to be so serious? It would be troublesome if there was an injury.

"Haha, man. Mainly because the champion has a mysterious reward." The maid heard Ling Chen talking to himself not far away, and said with a smile while wiping the table.

"Mysterious reward?" Hearing this, Ling Chen suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the maid with a flash of fire.

However, the other party just smiled and didn't say anything. Ling Chen could only helplessly continue to look at the stage in a daze.

"Get away, you damn boy!!"

Pu Lun, who still failed to gain the upper hand after countless punches, finally lost his expression and quickly retreated a distance. Then he gathered all his strength and kicked the ground hard, causing his whole body to be shot at the opponent like a cannonball!

The opponent named Su Hang obviously didn't react. His expression changed, but he still put on a defensive posture in an instant. The earth attribute star-weaving force wrapped his whole body. Although he couldn't use the earth element to launch an attack, he resisted the opponent's attack this time. The whole body impact is not a big problem.

However, just when Pu Lun was about to hit him, his figure suddenly stopped!

"Huh?"

Seeing Pu Lun who had stopped, the drinkers in the audience also stopped making noise and looked at the two people who had entered a state of stillness with blank expressions on their faces.

"The strong man lifts it high!!"

The silence didn't last long. Suddenly, Pu Lun shouted loudly, squatted down immediately, and lifted Su Hang up like a child with lightning speed!

"Holy shit!" Su Hang still maintained a defensive posture to offset the force of the impact. Naturally, he didn't expect that the other party would have such a hand. He cursed angrily, started dancing for a while, and slapped Pu Lun on the face several times. Several bright red palm prints were left on the latter's face.

"A tough guy pushing a cart!!"

With another loud shout, Pu Lun lifted Su Hang a little higher, and then suddenly threw him forward. Su Hang, who had no reaction at all, was simply thrown out of the field.

"..."

The whole place was silent.

"Good guy, even though he doesn't have the ability to weave stars, this big guy's combat intelligence is still good, but he's just a bit shady."

Ling Chen, who was also surprised by this electric scene, couldn't help but murmured, and then shook his head. "It's a pity that Su Hang is only in the early stage of Rank One. If he knew how to use the earth element, he might be able to defeat this big guy in one round..."

After a brief silence, the stage erupted into a roar again, including applause, laughter, and the sound of pouring wine.

"The simpler, the more gorgeous, thank you!"

Pullun once again showed off his muscles to the drinkers in the audience, and said with a proud smile.

"Who else?! In the last round, if I win, I can go upstairs! Hahaha!"

"This old pervert!"

Hearing this, the cheers calmed down a little and were replaced by some whispers.

"What do you mean, why go upstairs?"

Ling Chen was also slightly stunned, but after thinking for a while, he still didn't understand what it meant. He could only shake his head, and took out the small book with dense text symbols from the ring, and kept flipping through it, trying to Find some rules.

…

boom!

I don't know how long it took, but with a strong punch and cheers, Pu Lun, who was very good at acting, was finally knocked off the stage. After that, he spat out a mouthful of blood and looked fiercely at the opponent who knocked him off the stage. Naturally, It was Bolipori Dobolgon who had just sat opposite Ling Chen.

"Bah! Dobulgun, you are a bad old man doing good things again!"

Bolibori Dobolgon laughed loudly and said:

"Hahahaha, with those legs and feet of yours, go back to the pavilion and practice for another ten years before you challenge me!"

"Good guy, so crazy! I like it!"

When everyone heard this, they clapped again. Waves of male voices with malicious intentions kept sounding as they looked at Bolibori Dobolgon's thick muscles.

"Hmph! Just wait for me, you!"

As a loser, Pu Lun knew that it would be useless to continue standing here. He glared at Bolibori Dobolgon again, said a harsh word and left angrily.

Ling Chen looked at Pu Lun who was walking away with no expression. Although he didn't look up during the whole battle, he already knew the outcome. Although Pu Lun had good combat wisdom, he was more of an opportunist. Facing Dobol, who was several times stronger than him, Gun, of course you won't get anything done if you go head-on.

"Pulun failed to win three consecutive victories. Now it's...Mr. Polly. Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"

Yun Yongshou, who had been standing silently in a corner of the stage, glanced at Dobolgun and said calmly to the audience.

Yun Yongshou's voice was very soft, but it was full of great pressure. For a while, the noise of the drinkers slowly subsided. After that, you looked at me and I looked at you. It seemed that no one wanted to go up. After all, the beast Human Race's terrifying power is really permeable.

"Is there no one left?" Yun Yongshou frowned. He only played three games tonight, which is still a bit small for an exhibition match. Moreover, Dobolgun only won one game. It was too easy to win the championship like this.

"well."

A soft sigh sounded, and a figure that was much older than Yun Yongshou suddenly rose into the sky, and then landed steadily on the stage. This man was very old, wearing cloth clothes that were more tattered than the average criminal, and his figure was a bit stooped. His skinny figure looked very fragile in contrast to the muscular Dobolgun.

"This old man?"

However, upon seeing this person, the audience suddenly exclaimed and there was another burst of whispers.

"You!" Seeing this person, Yun Yongshou's always calm face could not help but darken, and then he cursed softly: "Old immortal, why are you here to join in the fun of our tavern again! Go back quickly! Damn it!"